Eurgh. I'm at home all the time. I'm so bored. I have nothing to do. Maybe not nothing to do. Maybe I'm procrastinating. But what am I procrastinating from? I don't even know. Sorry I haven't been changing my layout. I can't really find one. (Or I can't be bothered?) Either it looks like a girl's blogskin, I don't like it, or it just doesn't suit me. Well that's me. Often being screwed up by people's comments. Causing my brain to be like that

Like a !@#%*^%#^$!#*$@(@&^$)*

Then I'll end up not wanting to go look for it anymore. I'm sure you guys know how it feels at some point in time. Or maybe you don't. Cause not everyone are vulnearable to criticisims. Unlike me, criticize me and I don't feel like talking to anyone anymore for the rest of the day. Sigh. Anyone has a job to offer? Mum's been nagging me to go find a job. Well I can't help it either. Dad's been working part time these few months :/. Wonder how life will go the next few months.

Thinking about the future.

I'm Sinwey(: I'm too lazy to update this part here. Maybe I'll update this part in the future. That's a promise! "Beauty plus pity-that is the closest we can get to a definition of art. Where there is beauty there is pity for the simple reason that beauty must die: beauty always dies, the manner dies with the matter, the world dies with the individual." — Vladimir Nabokov

Grace Iy Vanessa Huimin Yc Nathaniel